the latter's hands unopened.
This plan was adhered to, and I have every reason now to believe that all my letters to Lincoln
, although they contained no great secrets of state, passed unread into his hands.
I was what the newspaper men would call a “frequent contributor.”
I wrote oftener than he answered, sometimes remitting him his share of old fees, sometimes dilating on national affairs, but generally confining myself to local politics and news in and around Springfield
I remember of writing him two copious letters, one on the necessity of keeping up the draft, the other admonishing him to hasten his Proclamation of Emancipation.
In the latter I was especially fervid, assuring, him if he emancipated the slaves, he could “go down the other side of life filled with the consciousness of duty well done, and along a pathway blazing with eternal glory.”
How my rhetoric or sentiments struck him I never learned, for in the rush of executive business he never responded to either of the letters.
Late in the summer of 1861, as elsewhere mentioned in these chapters, I made my first and only visit to Washington
while he was President
My mission was intended to promote the prospects of a brother-in-law, Charles W. Chatterton
, who desired to lay claim to an office in the Bureau
of Indian affairs.
accompanied me to the office of the Commissioner of Indian Affairs,--William P. Dole
of Paris, Illinois
,--told a good story, and made the request which secured the coveted office — an Indian agency — in an amazingly short time.
This was one of the few favors I asked